You Are My Sunshine

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

Sympathy is crime.

I don't know what to do.

My brain decided to sing, and I could not help but to think...

An animal.

I've grown with the fact that

I feel so alike to a feral animal; a sense I do not belong. A loyal one who was beaten and spat on until it turned bloodthirsty.

Dying fire. A storm.

Humans.

That bit of sympathy left in them was now none, all gone through out the years. I couldn't help the chuckle that left my mouth, what beautiful fancy words used against me, and now it's my turn.

Calling louder.

High, higher.

Feeling furious, so much to the point I can not feel at all. This heated hatred in me was bottled under a mind who does not seem to give a ****. And one conclusion came to us:

Humans are so cruel.

They can make you cry blood, watch you throw up your insides with no care whatsoever. They see you as a nobody, an empty body with a voice box. Nothing more than a number between them.

"Do you blame me for it?" They might ask. They always asks.

I blame you for everything. I want to reply but find my brain so dead to care anymore. I have grown to have this sick imagination, some that tells me humans will never see you the way you see them. And it was right. I sigh.

Emotions.

Delicious.

I drank down my grief like I drink my delicious coffee and looked up at the humans surrounding me. I could not help the smile that danced at my lips. That look on their faces was too funny.

And as I thought, they asked: "Did you do it for your crush? Perhaps a boyfriend?"

Oh how I wanted to rip their throats out but my smile never left, if anything, I felt it grow wider. "Oh, no." I said as I leaned closer to them. "I am not in any relationship, in fact, I don't want to be in any." And it was not a lie.

They did not believe me.

Dirty.

I expected this, so I only chuckled. As I wanted, I saw their faces twist, what a welcoming click to their dirty thoughts I knew were looming at them. My teachers were staring down at me with little concern but more curiosity than anything. "Oh, come on!" My hands stretched wider. I noted how shaky they are.

I was dying. And what did the school do you might ask? Nothing.

Illness.

The burning sick feeling in my stomach was growing uncontrollably and my smile melted by the slightest. A pale, shaky hand if mine reached to check on my heartbeat. It was slow, pumping so painfully inside of my chest. I did not break a sweat, however.

Wonderful.

I was feeling so wonderfully numb. Any human in my place would panic, any human in my place would not do what I did. Other humans would call me crazy for it, but did I care? Of course not. It's not like they are going to care about me, so I did what I thought was right.

I never thought how cruel humans could be.

The sickness feeling squeezed my chest tight- tightly, tighter.

Taking all my breath away with it and with a goodbye wave as I felt my smile grow wider.

How iconic.

My hands were turning blue.

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